About the Art and the Artist
" Wildflower seed on the sand and stone...
may the four winds blow you safely home"
The spiritual implications of the wildflower seed in the sand and the windallegory fit very nicely with an image I had painted before and which I had been wanting to adapt for the DOC graphic. Here we are in the year 2012, the end of a cycle and the beginning of another. A psychedelic terrapin lands on the shore of a new world to deposit the eggs of the next generation, eggs that look very much like some precious gems. If we stretch our mind a bit, the political implications are also there as our present paradigm clearly is not working so the idea of diamonds in the rough changing into polished stones translate well to that of change and transformation into beings of beauty light and love consciousness.
Jerry, our birthday honoree, sitting in the sky, lit by the moon, surrounded by stars and galaxies, is not like many people seem to think, a demigod or the portrayal of a tendency to live in the past. The point is, the music didn’t die and it lives on. Our indelible bond is undeniable and best recognized by our true Deadheadness in his form. The light and love that we heard in his guitar and his voice continue to appear to us once in a while from the strangest of places.
One of these unusual “otherworldly” experiences is apparent in a particular episode from last year during the Halden Wofford & the HIBeams performance. At one point, after an amazing version of Watchtower, many of us perked up when we heard something that sounded like they were going right into The Other One, but it was just a fleeting riff. When we asked one of the band members why they didn’t play the whole song, he said, he had no idea that was a song, “it had just felt like the thing to play” or something to that effect, I don’t remember his exact words. Talk about playing what’s in the air. Anyway, that seems to happen quite often at our gatherings. The feeling is palpable and it is not a memory but something new and appropriate, eerie, yet playful and joyful.
I only depicted two of the four winds clearly. From the north and the east, Garcia-resembling wind faces are charged with lightning and mystical force. The west wind is implied by stirred-up “wild” dandelion seeds and sand. Small waves driven by warm southern winds lap gently on the yellow sands at the bottom of the page. You can barely see a crop circle under the big tree in the center--the ever present spiral force. This is a suggestion of possible communication with an extra-terrestrial evolved consciousness. And finally, the green path leads to a familiar looking station that could well be another symbol for change and new frontiers.
That is the gist of it all. Hope it answers any questions you may have. I am nervous about how it all will look to everyone but I trust you will let me know if something doesn’t jive.
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